Matthew Ryan - P.S. lyrics
rate meCome on get your hands off my sister
Come on get your hands off my brother
Come on get your hands off my father
Come on get your hands off my mother
Come on get your hands off my sister
Come on get your hands off my brother
Come on get your hands off my father
Come on get your hands off my lover
The road gets long
And it's gets harder
To get back home
To not feel alone
Darkness you're a cruel, cruel weather
Got me worried about our tether
If this is it for worse or better
I swear you'll have to come and get her
No one wants
To disappear
Below the smoke
That hovers here
Come on get your hands off my sister
Come on get your hands off my brother
Come on get your hands off my father
Come on get your hands off my lover
I only want
What gets harder to see
Beyond the junk
And misery
Come on get your hands off my sister
Come on get your hands off my brother
Come on get your hands off my father
Come on get your hands off my mother
Come on get your hands off my sister
Come on get your hands off my brother
Come on get your hands off my father
Come on get your hands off my lover
The truth gets hard
And it can wreck you
But I was born
To protect you
Come on get your hands off my sister
Come on get your hands off my brother
Come on get your hands off my father
Come on get your hands off my lover
I only want
What gets harder to see
Beyond the junk
And misery
